"Stick it to them!" The copilot yelled in barely contained glee. A large bamboo rod, easily several meters thick, shot out of a hole in MAGAtron's hand.
"Bamboo?!" Xiden cackled. "You fool, that's made in China!" Using his knowledge of poor craftsmanship, he effortlessly snapped the stick in half, ending its malarkey.
The copilot stared at the president in shock. Nobody had ever destroyed MAGAtron's staff before. "Sir, do we give up?"
"Ah." the man in the high seat said understandingly. "That would be appropriate if we only had the one twig to fight with. But we have many. And only the best, everyone tells me."
At an unspoken command, a new bamboo rod shot out of MAGAtron's hand... and then another, and several more, intertwining effortlessly into a giant conglomeration.
"As you know, our side is the only side to have based faggots." Trump said with a grin, brandishing his enhanced weapon menacingly towards the pretender. The impostor president tried vainly to snap this new bamboo implement, but due to superior American engineering, it refused to yield.
"Time to end this traitor." Trump said, a small note of sadness entering his voice. Despite what his opponents said, he didn't relish necessary violence. With a firm nod to his copilot and now-somber compatriot Johnny Q. Public, MAGAtron's eyes began to glow red, white, and blue.
Trump’s battlebot MAGA-tron is rampaging through DC, burninating the corruption out of the country.
Some misguided guy: “Stop, Trump! What about the optics?!”
Trump: “Oh, yes, you’re right!”
A button is pressed and several OPTICal lasers come out and magnify the destruction 4 fold.
Please, continue.
"Stick it to them!" The copilot yelled in barely contained glee. A large bamboo rod, easily several meters thick, shot out of a hole in MAGAtron's hand.
"Bamboo?!" Xiden cackled. "You fool, that's made in China!" Using his knowledge of poor craftsmanship, he effortlessly snapped the stick in half, ending its malarkey.
The copilot stared at the president in shock. Nobody had ever destroyed MAGAtron's staff before. "Sir, do we give up?"
"Ah." the man in the high seat said understandingly. "That would be appropriate if we only had the one twig to fight with. But we have many. And only the best, everyone tells me."
At an unspoken command, a new bamboo rod shot out of MAGAtron's hand... and then another, and several more, intertwining effortlessly into a giant conglomeration.
"As you know, our side is the only side to have based faggots." Trump said with a grin, brandishing his enhanced weapon menacingly towards the pretender. The impostor president tried vainly to snap this new bamboo implement, but due to superior American engineering, it refused to yield.
"Time to end this traitor." Trump said, a small note of sadness entering his voice. Despite what his opponents said, he didn't relish necessary violence. With a firm nod to his copilot and now-somber compatriot Johnny Q. Public, MAGAtron's eyes began to glow red, white, and blue.
Good job still got a smile my face.